Hold on to your vivid thoughts and imagination
Even if no one understands them
Hold on to your clever, and canny dog’s leash
Even if he tries to run away
Hold on and don’t let your anger escape you like steam escapes a pot of boiling water
Even if you feel they really deserve it
Hold on to the edge of your wooden chair
Even if you are slowly but sloppily falling to the ground
Hold on to the flourishing green grass
Even when you start to float toward the silky white clouds
Hold on to your vivid thoughts and imagination
Even if no one understands them
Hold on to your clever, and canny dog’s leash
Even if he tries to run away
Hold on and don’t let your anger escape you like steam escapes a pot of boiling water
Even if you feel they really deserve it
Hold on to the edge of your wooden chair
Even if you are slowly but sloppily falling to the ground
Hold on to the flourishing green grass
Even when you start to float toward the silky white clouds
-Allie B